The ticking hands of time. Narrative Poetry

Memories ripened like a glass of sweet, aged blackberry wine

I sometimes wonder what I would remember if I could actually roll back the moving hands of time?

Would I see events of old in a brand new light, or would I remember they were real? I owned them and they were memories of mine.

Memories ripened like a glass of sweet, aged blackberry wine.

Another year, another spring,

An abundance of tomorrows, what will they bring?

Will I be happy and content with enthusiastic cheer,

Or will I refuse and diligently insist on looking back to yesteryear?

That was embedded with feelings of regret,

Or will I look forward to an eventful tomorrow, refusing to hold on with bouts of sorrowful fret?

I surmise I will surprise myself and look ahead,


Expecting to see beautiful early morning glories caressed by the early morning dew.

Will my psyche allow me to see an abundance or a measly few?


Oh yes, all memories are stored and kept guarded in the keepsake box that lingers still,

But perhaps it's only a matter of time the memories fade and become invisible, nil.

Truthfully I'm looking forward to a new and exciting beginning,

Funny how a beautiful sunny day stirs my subconscious to new possibilities in life's second inning.

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Faith Reaper 8 months ago from southern USA

Ah, Ruby,

This is thought-provoking and hopeful! We can have our memories, but this day is the day to make new happy memories for sure. A sunny day always helps me along too.

Hope you are enjoying a peaceful weekend.

I see that I may have missed one of your recent hubs.

Hugs


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Ericdierker 8 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

Marvelous. A new day and a new year dawns. Our past got us here but is gone. You did real well here, thank you.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Theresa. The sun shinning always brings poetry to mind. I do fell like a new beginning is on the horizon. I'm so glad you saw hope in this piece. Thank you so much.

Hugs.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Eric. I am a firm believer that we are who we are today from past memories. Thank you for the well done comment. I appreciate you!


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Jodah 8 months ago from Queensland Australia

Ruby, it would be interesting to turn back the hands of time and see what you remembered, if you would do things differently if given a second opportunity. Or just look forward to what the future holds and embrace the adventure. Good poetry.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello John. I think I will look forward and embrace the adventure. After all each day is new and it's up to us what we do with it. I love your comment. Thank you.


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manatita44 8 months ago from london

What a sweet and loving look down memory lane, and with a great blend of music to suit. Memory lane, all right.

I suspect you'll know that nothing is wasted really. All have their purpose; their usefulness ... and then we move on. Have you notice how Love remains a constant? ha ha. Excellent Hub. Charming with the video additions doing a superb job. Dream for me too. How cute!!


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WillStarr 8 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona

So many of us either live in the musty past or in the misty future while real life in the present goes by almost unnoticed.

Very good work, Ruby Jean!


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mckbirdbks 8 months ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hello Ruby - what a treasure you offer us here. Your wisdom comes from your past and your future is as bright as a sunny day.


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billybuc 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

Your poetry is becoming richer with more depth. I think this is my favorite of yours....now you've got me thinking back.....back.....ba.....


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tsmog 8 months ago from Escondido, CA

I hear tick-tock can be tock-tick from wise words. Today, more idle than busy, looking back I see new reasons why that was and this could've been. Alas, now seem a mix of both and as shared a "beautiful sunny day stirs my subconscious to new possibilities" . . . thanks for sharing


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Venkatachari M 8 months ago from Hyderabad, India

Excellent poem on time and past memories. There is much indepth meaning in it. Nicely presented. Thanks for it.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Manatita. Your comment about nothing is wasted. I believe that is true. It takes the past to remind us that life is good. Memories, we all have them. I now look at them as building blocks to continue on with life. Thank you my dear poet.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Will, we can either do as you say and lose sight of today or look for a brighter tomorrow. It's up to us. Thank you so much...


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Mike, your comment is full of warmth and encouragement. Thank you for making my day sunny...


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clivewilliams 8 months ago from Nibiru

Time, memories, makes me think. I wish i could turn back time. Some loved ones would still be around.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Bill, I am so glad you think I'm improving with my poetry. That means a lot to me. Poetry is my first love, short stories are next but more difficult for me, but I'm learning as I go. Thank you..


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello tsmog, I see you've been there and done that like me. I am always happy to read your comments on my hubs. Thank you much..


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DDE 8 months ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

You greatly shared a beautiful poem.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 8 months ago from Riga, Latvia

A most lovely poem. Thought provoking and inspirational.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello VenKatachari. I am always pleased when you visit my poetry. Your thoughtful comments lifts and inspires me. Thank you..


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

I agree Clive. What I would give to see some loved ones who are gone. We will see them again in heaven. Thanks so much...


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello DDE, So happy you enjoyed this piece. Thank you....


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Rasma, thanks for coming by. Happy you were inspired..


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Shyron E Shenko 8 months ago

Ruby, Ruby my gem of a friend

How time flies past our lives to memories end

From where our lives all started

To where our memories blend

Till we can't tell is that from the past

Or a memory about to begin

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You are a poetic treasure

Blessings my dear friend


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Vellur 8 months ago from Dubai

A beautiful poem about the past memories.


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Frank Atanacio 8 months ago from Shelton

Always, after reading your poetry..I stopped to think where has the time gone.. if I could turn back time what would I do to make it last longer.. I guess nothing we can do.. so make good use of the time you have now.. I got this from your poetry.. maybe it's just to ease my mind.. when I think of time..:)


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Shyron, I love your poetry on my hubs. Thank you so much.

If I'm a gem, then you're a pearl

A poetic whiz, a rhyming girl

Who writes of love and injustice like me

Loving all and wanting all to taste sweet victory

I suppose we'll keep right on writing until the end

One thing for sure, we will always be cyber friends

Hugs and blessings..


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Vellur, thank you for coming by. Happy you enjoyed...


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Frank, your reasoning is so much like mine. Live and enjoy life is a great moto. Thank you for adding to this piece..


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marcoujor 8 months ago from Jeffersonville PA

I finally had the 'time' to get to this and it was worth the wait, dear Ruby.

Spring always feels like the promise of a new day...you captured this exquisitely.

What a gorgeous song choice by Perry Como...Love you, mar


Tammy 8 months ago

Beautify written


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Mar, so happy you enjoyed. I thought the video added to this wistful piece. Thank you. I love you too...


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Tammy. You made it! Ha. Thank you my sweet neighbor and dear friend...


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junko 8 months ago

Always: Now that I am retired I often deal in remembering life before things became serious and my growing pains, my victories and defeats and if I could go back and change anything I wouldn't change a thing. I would be too scare that what ever I may choose to change in my past would altar my projection and I wouldn't be where I am today, after all I am happy with my peace of mind. I have loved and been loved My seeds are blessed and there seeds are blessed. If I was to change a time or place or righteous action or misdeed I may not get back to this time and space and place.


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always exploring 8 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

junko, you are a wise man. I sometimes think if only I had done this or that, then I remember that every thing that happens in life is a memory, good or bad. We can build on memories. If it's a bad memory, we won't repeat it. If it's a good one we can remember and smile. I love your comment. Thank you...


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Genna East 7 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

Sorry I'm late, Ruby, but tough work demands have made me to take a sabbatical for a bit. I can't stay away form HP for too long; it's like oxygen to me. :-) I loved this poem for many reasons...but mainly because through your poem, you have breathed life and light to one of my very favorite words: "Possibilities." Thank you dear Ruby.


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always exploring 7 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Genna, I'm so glad you can't stay away from HP for too long. Your comment's are enduring and appreciated. I agree, possibilities is a magic word that means many things. Thank you for taking the time to come by. I know you are super busy. Hugs....


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bravewarrior 7 months ago from Central Florida

Ruby, I was just marveling the other day at how sights, sounds, and smells spark memories and bring them to the forefront of our minds.

The ticking hands of time measure not only the present, but become a tool in recording moments in our past that will be recalled for days to come.


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always exploring 7 months ago from Southern Illinois Author

Hello Shauna. I agree. Memories surface when we see, feel or hear something from the past. Funny how that happens. Our brain is a link to the good, bad and ugly. Thank goodness we remember more good than bad. Thank you for adding to this piece....

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